 Just gotta be birds. Just gotta be fucking birds. I just can't. I just I don't know how to stop verticals. I don't know how to stop. I don't know how it's covered for not guarding. What is up with these guys? Super bummer, dude. Hold on. Wait. The next day when the championship since 1971, kiss, marry, kill. Does Henry John Beast? I kill Henry because I never beat him. I think we got to kiss. I think we got to marry John Beast, bro. He knows food spots. He's a good time. All in all, who says no to that, you know? Look at Riley. Oh, that's a beaut. That's a beaut, boys. Ask about me. Oh my God. What team team does this guy have? Holy shit. Tom. I remember it was moving. This dude sucks. This guy's better than 99% of people on head to head. Oh, I don't have fucking flip on through the mask, dude. Fuck. God, it was a dot. Holy shit. That was the best three-meter out of the seat. Holy shit. Oh, that was actually, for the comeback route to take it down on the corner, I'll go over the fucking third. It's actually nuts. Actually it was nuts. Is maze good? I don't know. One time in like Madden 22 or 21, I had to play him in a tournament and I was petrified. I couldn't lose to him. I don't know if he knows this, but I was scared of shit that I had to play maze. I was like, there's no way me as a pro can lose the fucking maze that I had to play him in like a MCS tournament. I beat the fuck out of him, dude. I came away from that game saying maze is fucking awful. I swear to God. Dude, I beat the shit out of him in that game, but I was locked in. I was like way more locked in than like if I play Henry, swear to God. Cause like when you play like dudes that like you're supposed to be better than like, bro, you cannot lose those fucking games. I'm just doing this fucking missile in my. All right, I'm about to be out of this fucking Bobo S. Fuck, man. But that's literally, I just got to stop that shit with the blind backer, bro. It's so bad. I mean, he was open again, bro. He really was open again for a touchdown. I maybe should have fell there, but I feel like I can get a stop. This is what I'm saying. I don't want to settle for three. This is my philosophy. I could have milk the clock and settle for three. Right. But then it's 24 to 21. I feel like that I'm up three points. I feel like I can get my seven and then hold him to three and it's 28, 24 and I'm up four points. That's my philosophy in that. That's why because I didn't put match back on after because I'm fucking Golan. I want a baseline with no match or anything else. And I don't fucking remember my bad. Oh, good recovery, Lamar. They didn't get better. It's just like throwing this fucking thing. I always want to like commit. I want to like pray that they don't fucking lurk it. Like they're like, I just want to like, all right, I hope he doesn't lurk it. Never done. It's just assuming they won't learn. Like people throw that bitch with like, all right, they're not going to lurk this. Me. I'm like, I'm going to wait today. Literally don't lurk it. I'll say this might be man covers. I feel like my camera just fucked me. He hug Randy Moss for an hour right there. And nothing costs shit. Oh my God. Yo, that dude had to be on the running back, bro. He had to be on the running back. Oh, like Darrell Rivas rushed. I swear to God, he took 15 steps to the fucking quarterback and then just was like, now I'm a good coach. I swear to God, he did. I don't know if anybody saw that shit, but I swear he took five steps and then soon after the boy ran back. Let's go. Special teams win play. Like you got a stack corner. I got to stay there and that fucking long. You can't get out of there. Get the fuck out of here, man. Fucking I just baited. I just guessed that the corner out would eventually just fucking leave. Oh my God. Do you try that, bro? Come on, Ronnie lot. Fucking guard. I'm my fucking God, dude. I'm fat fingering way too much stuff right now. Come on, Jair. Oh, because he's dumb ass adjustments, bro. Good shit, Riley. Oh, with the mean Joe right up the fucking gut. Dude, come on, man. I mean, dude, the way my man just like P.I. The shit out of everybody right there, dude. Bro, holy shit, man. Oh, man, running for his fucking life, making them throws dog. And I'm again. Fuck, that's a good ass play for the reason. Fuck. No, we're so dotted right here. They were so fucking dotted. Oh my God, because you just can't put the fucking other adjustments on mid drive. That's why you just like third and 15. You cannot play cloud flats because you get 13 fucking yards on third and 15 and you get right there. Like shit. Jesus Christ, dude. Like the way my dudes are bumping into each other is fucking inexcusable, man. Like what type of shit is going on? We're just getting how we get a like, how do we get two potatoes? But somehow mean Joe Green is one on one, dude. And if that's shit, I mean, we gave up one streak. We gave up a cover three bomb. We gave up. I mean, we gave up a lot of shit that like won't ever happen again. Like he tried to go back to the cover three bomb and I changed it to cover two and almost caught a pic. Like he caught me with a lot of shit that won't happen again. But it was fucking worked that game. Tell you that. I mean, we can do 20. We don't gotta do another 50. We can do 20. That was a good game. Yeah, I'll send another game done. All right, but oh, he's got Sefi lead and gunslingers out. He has to fullback. Who did you go block, bro? I mean, I don't know why I didn't run outside. Dude, why haven't I ever run this fucking Jets playbook, bro? Well, we're in shambles early. I'm just doing stupid shit. Like there's just no fucking way, man. Like, come on. It's a goddamn cloud zone. It's a man up. It's everything. And you know, you cannot play cloud flats in this game. It's the worst shit you could fucking do. Everything is so free because the defensive movement is so shit. Caught yards. This is me being a president of a prisoner of my damn ability. Jesus fucking Christ. I mean, dude, my running back just was there for an hour. Dude, like, come on, bro. I swear to God, why skip up with his running back on the inter-out? He's just, dude, this never gets held up in a fucking way. I just took out my blitzer right on that point. Bridge! Oh my God, man. Fuck it. 10 yards. Why not? Fuck, like, he's just RPO me and, like, just RPO throw anything right there? Like, what the fuck, man? God, it's just so trash, man. Motion over the blocker. He turns into a hitch. Snap, throw it to him. Oh, all because I touch one fucking person because this cocksucker comes out here, flips his play and I touch one person all of a sudden. He can't move. Game is so stupid, dude. Yeah, I think when you motion him, he turns into a hitch. I think so. All you need to do is put the, we're gonna drop another Calvin Johnson pretty soon the way things are going. So then, let's go Riley turn on him and Riley turn on him. There's just no way that's complete. Just knock into him. Don't go for a pick. If I wanted you to go for a pick, I'd go for a fucking pick. Like, shit. Should I not click off him right there? It's just fucking perfect. It's literally fucking perfect. And this, like, dog, I just hate running. Like, just me ever running crowdflaps. I'm a fucking idiot. Oh, fumboo. I mean, it's just gonna be corner out. Running back wheel here. Simmons, I'm trusting you to guard this running back here just a little bit for me, kid. This shit dog. No, no, no, no, no, no. I'm holding Y for it. Oh, dog, get through there. I mean, thank you, man. Six ones just showed up right there. Six ones just showed up on that possession. No, he, bro, definitely. He's definitely makes it a good, dude. I'm kind of slowly starting to get hip to his plays but I mean, really that deep corner route, like, or that deep crossing route should not have been or that deep, yeah, that deep crossing should have got knocked out. I mean, Lord, Jesus Christ, bro. They didn't give up. There was blocking the shit out of me, bro. Sack. Jesus Christ, man. Shit, man. Six one works again, dude. It's gotta be fucking birds. It's just gotta be fucking birds. I just can't, it's just, I don't know how to stop verticals. I don't know how to stop verticals. I don't know how is cover four not guarding that shit? Like, we put the yellow zone over there. We put the quarter over there. We put every single person all the way left and they just move out the way and cover four. Oh my God, dude. I gotta guard the tight end side on verticals. That shit kills me so many times. Just when I know it's coming, it's just like the Lord's play. Like, God damn it, man. Like, that's just terrible fucking defense. Like, you did. God, man, with who? The fuck? Gotta man them up. Like, that's just fucking miserable that I give that up. I give that shit up so fucking much, thinking that cover four with a yellow zone right there at the goddamn eight yard line and we'll guard that shit. Nope. Just throw it. Just fucking throw it. It's the Lord's playing. Game losing plays right there. Give him that up. God damn it, man. How am I getting bagged by this dog shit right now? Come on, man. Oh my God, dude. Just terrible fucking plays, Dubby. Just fucking terrible, dude. Fucking double Mabel, dude. Oh my fucking God, dude. I like literally suck at fucking verticals. That's all you got, man. Dog, he just like whips the fucking ball. It's fucking unreal. God damn it, man. Oh my God, I'm not even fucking looking. Like, why would you fucking throw that shit right with my user? Fuck, man. God, just running away. Fuck, man. Just running away. Fuck, man. I gotta see that play, though. I gotta go lurk that. That was great defense, bro. That was great defense, and we just fucking didn't see that shit. We were looking all on the right side of the field. We give up verticals. Like, that shit is inexcusable to give up shit-ass fucking verticals on fourth and fucking goal from the 18-yard line. We give up verticals. That is God-awful fucking madden. Now I'll play him again. Stick. God damn it, man. I'm just so fucking tired of just subbing so many fucking people, dude. I spent my whole life subbing this guy, subbing that guy. Guess what? I'm subbing the next guy. Guess what, Chad? I'm subbing somebody else. Sub this guy, sub this guy. Sub my fucking sister, dude. God damn, this shit just turns whip routes into the best routes in the- Like, it just turns whip routes into fucking God plays, dude. Look at this shit. I'll just rerun here. Fuck my fucking God, man. Touchdown, but somehow my right tackle never blocked the fucking God. Double Mabel's just giving me fucking night, man. Just fucking night. Come on, dude. Yeah, that's it. That's it. We're pausing the fucking game. I mean, Double Mabel's just giving me fuck. Just run Double Mabel. Swear to God. 30s, 50s, 30s and fives, and just fucking put the controller down. I'm fucking bagged the hell, dude. Look at the shit I'm throwing. Nice, dude. Nice route right there, dude. That's the one. I mean, call the fucking PI, bro. Y'all letting this dude just run over everybody. It's sad how much of a bitch I am. He is guarding everything by himself, and I'm so afraid of his user. Look how good- Like, dog. Holy shit! Like, how does nobody- There's two people in the fucking box. Yo, Keekley's a God. Keekley's an absolute fucking God. Oh, fucking wait! That's a throw! What?! God, thank you. Holy shit, man. Let's go, man. Scream. Come on. That was the worst run of my life, dude. I knew that guy was gonna come pick, too. Come on, good run, though. Come on, Parham. Fuck, man. There you go, 6-5. I don't know where Parham went on that play. Where was Parham? Oh, man. Thank you. Good, good, good, good. Run a lot. Like, they let them catch fucking everything, man. Come on! Another throw away. Why not? Why not? Why not, boys? Why not just another throw away? Oh, yeah. Let's go, Riley. End the game a different way, Riley. End the game a different way, Riley. Gotta go for it. Oh! This guy's a tricky character, bro. I'll tell you that. He's a trickster. You know it, Honcho. You see it. You see it. Jee-jee's, jee-jee's, jee-jee's, jee-jee's, jee-jee's. I get something that dude was cracked. Jee-jee's to him.